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[Lil Berete:]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I'm back in the hood with them drugs again
I'm from a place where these niggas be judging
Back in the days I was struggling
They locked up couple niggas been smuggling
Thy want smoke but my niggas want all of it
Give them guns bring them back when your done with it
I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop but you know that I come with it
Got no job I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh I' m in love with these hundreds and hundreds shit
No adrenaline I just be running shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up cause I just be settling
All this love be coming with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like you energy
Through the worst but God had to help me

Shit getting easy and peasy
They screaming they love me
Cause I'm on this rap sheet
It was back when I was selling a Cuban
She tried to Link
But I fucked on her beastie
Setting trends, they be copying and pasting
I do what I do so please do not @ me
I was broke and I felt abandoned
Send the load we taking the package
I can't fold just like my last bitch
You want smoke?
Better come with some static
Brand new glizzy, it came with no practice
We get busy and start up in traffic
I get caught I swear I won't say shit
Claiming your crazy but I'm on the same shit
I'm the baby that came from the basement
It get crazy I come from the trenches
If its money, I'm paying the cost
Guaranteed that they taking a lost
Not a Hugo, you know I'm a boss
Just like Uno I'm playing my cards
I Pulled out the Choppa and Niggas start panic
Cropping top's make you pose like a mannequin
I know niggas be switching like temperatures
Money days I ain't watching the calendar
Got no option I told her come ride with us
I see some niggas they right in the backyard

I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop but you know that I come with it
Got no job I just wanted a hundred bricks
Oh I' m in love with these hundreds and hundreds shit
No adrenaline I just be running shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up cause I just be settling
All this love be coming with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like you energy
Through the worst but God had to help me

[King Von:]
Call me I'm coming with 2-2-3's
I do it fluently this shit ain't new to me
I'm on the block with my shirt off
And all of my cahins ain't shit you gon do to me
I hit the corner and shoot like I'm 23
Get the busting they thinking its two of me
I grow up bad the streets they influenced me
My momma couldn't get through to me
I'm shooting first cause a nigga ain't shooting me
They Killed my daddy I couldn't go to sleep
Got no limit I'm feeling like Master P
They locked the door and I found the key
They say Von put them guns down
Then what? Stand down get run down?
You won't believe how many niggas I done fend down
I done turned my Opps to Fans now
I done got rich what's the plan now?
Momma gotta house and a 2020 Benz now
I can fuck any bitch on Instagram now
I been that but bitch I'm the man now
Better stand down

[Lil Berete:]
I'm back in the hood with them drugs again
I'm from a place where these niggas be judging
Back in the days I was struggling
They locked up couple niggas been smuggling
Thy want smoke but my niggas want all of it
Give them guns bring them back when your done with it
I throw ones and these bitches have fun with it
Give the drop but you know that I come with it
Got no job I juts wanted a hundred bricks
Oh I'm in love with these hundreds and hundreds shit
No adrenaline I just be running shit
Play with my life and my shooters get rid of him
Run it up cause I be settling
All this love be coming with jealousy
Got enough, I don't like you energy
Through the worst but got had to help me